Lan Yingying couldn't see anything different about Lin Xuan.
She stared at Lin Xuan again and again, but still couldn't discern anything extraordinary about him.
If I had to say...
Can someone who's good-looking be considered good-looking?
I don't think so.
Lin Xuan ignored the stares of others and calmly accepted Wu Liang's evaluation without the slightest hint of being flattered. In fact, he even smiled and replied.
"You're not bad either."
Those who heard this were stunned once again.
Good heavens!
Although they didn't know what level of existence this senior was in his lifetime, anyone who had fought against him could feel how terrifying his strength was.
During his lifetime, he must have been a genius among geniuses, a prodigy among prodigies.
The fact that even a prodigy ranked Thirty-Six on the Mystic Ranking couldn't withstand a single move from him is enough to prove many things.
At the very least, this senior must have been a powerful figure in his lifetime, at the very least Venerable, Heavenly Venerable, or even... Thearch Realm... possibly!
And yet, this kind of existence only received the evaluation "You're not bad either" from Lin Xuan?
Who does he think he is!?
Truly, aren't they afraid of biting off more than they can chew!
Although no one dared to whisper out of respect for their seniors, their eyes already conveyed what they were thinking.
Even Lan Yingying frowned and shook her head, her gaze towards Lin Xuan having lost the initial goodwill she felt because of his appearance.
Such an arrogant and rude person is a waste of his good looks...
That's incredibly arrogant.
Wu Liang was taken aback upon hearing this, then smiled.
He truly hadn't expected Lin Xuan to say such a thing.
angry?
Not necessarily.
I just found it somewhat amusing.
Having cultivated to his level and been suppressed here for tens of thousands of years, it's difficult for anything to cause him much emotional fluctuation.
Wu Liang didn't take Lin Xuan's words to heart and casually waved his hand.
"Come on, let me see where you rank among these cultivators who are challenging me."
Having already said a sentence or two, Wu Liang didn't hold back and said a few more.
"To date, the longest any cultivator has ever challenged me has been able to withstand six of my moves."
"How many of my moves do you think you can withstand?"
Lin Xuan shrugged.
Wu Liang was once a demon emperor, so he was naturally extremely confident in his own strength.
But he is also an extremely confident person.
Within his own realm, he fears no one!
"Humans" naturally includes the demon emperor before us.
Call him confident or arrogant, it doesn't matter.
"One move."
Under Wu Liang's watchful gaze, Lin Xuan spoke calmly.
His words stunned Wu Liang.
One move?
How could that be?
He was confident that his judgment was correct; this young man in white was definitely not simple, and he couldn't possibly only last one move against him.
However, Wu Liang didn't think much of it.
He had no idea what was happening in the outside world, nor did he know what the current cultivation environment was like. He simply assumed that Lin Xuan lacked confidence in himself, was unaware of his own strength, and had no idea what weight a single word of praise from him carried.
Anyone who can elicit the word "not bad" from him can at least withstand three moves from him.
Without exception.
Wu Liang chuckled and shook his head, trying to correct Lin Xuan's misconception.
"Little guy, you underestimate yourself a bit..."
As a senior figure hundreds of thousands of years old, he naturally had the right to call Lin Xuan "little guy".
However, let's leave the small talk here.
No matter how good Lin Xuan is, he's just good.
Wu Liang didn't say anything more, and waved to Lin Xuan.
He belongs to the Chongming Bird Clan.
As a Demon Race, they naturally do not rely on external things as much as Human Race do. Therefore, Wu Liang does not have any weapons that he usually uses.
The most powerful weapon of the Demon Race is their physique.
Even now, though he is reduced to a wisp of divine soul and unable to revert to his original form, he still looks down on Human Race weapons.
Within the same realm, Wu Liang almost always achieved absolute dominance, and apart from that person, he had never suffered a defeat.
Unfortunately, this time, the person he encountered was Lin Xuan.
With his sword in hand, Lin Xuan's gaze shifted, and his mind became resolute.
If you're going to win, then win beautifully.
He calculated the strength he would need to defeat Wu Liang, drew his new henchman, and a glint of sword light flashed in his eyes.
Sixth Layer Sword Intent was attached to his sword, Innate Primordial Sword Physique gave him a powerful boost when using the sword. The spiritual sword hummed and vibrated in Lin Xuan's hand, and the majestic Sword-Ray light solidified, slashing straight towards Wu Liang!
This was not Lin Xuan's strongest technique.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword Array was one of his most trump cards.
However, Lin Xuan did not believe that defeating Wu Liang required the use of the Immortal-Slaying Sword Array.
Moreover, this was a Wu Liang who had suppressed his strength to the same level as him.
The sword shadows on the arena solidified, transforming into a vast and boundless Sword Intent and blade light, densely condensing together, and fiercely slamming down on the silver-white bird phantom behind Wu Liang!
"Bah!!!!"
Amidst the countless Sword-Ray, the silver phantom of the Chongming Bird let out a mournful cry, and was instantly cleaved in two, vanishing into the void.
But its demise did not stop the onslaught of the Sword-Ray's edge.
boom!!!
The descending sword force sent Wu Liang flying, crashing heavily into the edge of the arena. A fleeting light, invisible to ordinary people, blocked Wu Liang, but also made him even more disheveled.
Wu Liang slumped to the edge of the arena in disbelief, looking up at Lin Xuan with astonishment and disbelief in his eyes.
His figure appeared even more transparent!
Looking at Lin Xuan not far in front of him, Wu Liang's lips trembled slightly, and for a moment, he couldn't express what he was thinking.
Even after experiencing so much and enduring so many years, he was still overwhelmed with emotion at this moment.
That calm heart, silent for countless millennia, almost numb, stirred with turbulent waves for the first time!
He himself was like a small boat in a dark lake, smashed to pieces, his mind filled with thoughts that were no longer coherent.
One move.
He defeated himself with just one move...
"Same..."
"Same!"
Wu Liang uttered a few words in a daze, a barely perceptible fervor suddenly rising in his eyes.
No one else understood what he was saying, and they all looked bewildered. Only he himself knew what he was excited about.
One move!
Just like the person who suppressed him before, he defeated him with a single move!
Only now did Wu Liang suddenly realize what Lin Xuan meant by "one move".
It turns out that what he meant by "one move" wasn't how many moves he could withstand from me, but rather that I only needed one move to defeat him!
It's not that he lacks self-confidence; rather, he's overly confident, so he doesn't need to explain himself to anyone at all!
Even though he was defeated in one move and fell to the ground, Wu Liang's eyes when he looked at Lin Xuan did not contain any negative emotions. There was only shock, horror, and... a longing that no one could detect.
This young man in white...
Could it be the person he's been waiting for for tens of thousands of years?
Could he be his liberator...?